My Wife is a Hacker

Patricia's voice was subdued as she slightly bit her lip, recalling the harrowing events.

"We had already arranged for Ellar and Mrs. Riddle to escape first. But after sending Mrs. Riddle off, Ellar returned to the parking lot. Even though he isn't skilled in combat, he didn't hold US back..." Patricia paused, the memory of Ellar's selfless bravery warming her heart.

She had to admit that if Ellar hadn't returned, she might not have been able to hold on until Charlie arrived with backup.

Nicole nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation even though Patricia hadn't detailed everything explicitly. She could imagine the dire circumstances they must have faced.

"What about Charlie?" Nicole asked, piecing together that Charlie must have arrived in time to assist them, which is why they were able to escape.

"I don't know," Patricia shook her head. "He told Eliar and me to go ahead. Seeing Ellar in bad shape, staying would have only hindered their efforts, so we left."

Staying would have meant Charlie splitting his focus to protect them, which wouldn't have been advantageous. Hence, she decided to take Ellar and leave first, hoping this would allow Charlie to concentrate on dealing with Everett.

"Given your skills, managing to hold off until Charlie's arrival suggests their forces weren't invincible. So why hasn't Charlie returned? Could he have encountered something else?" Nicole speculated.

Patricia pondered. Her complexion turned pale as she thought aloud," Could it be... Aquila has shown up?"

The only one she could think of who might stop Charlie was Aquila.

"It's a possibility we cannot dismiss," Nicole said, her expression growing more serious.

"I need to go check," Patricia said, feeling restless at the mention of Aquila, finding it impossible to stay put.

As Patricia attempted to get up, Nicole firmly held her back, saying, "Going now won't change anything." Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Whether Aquila appeared or something happened to Charlie, Nicole felt it was too late for Patricia to intervene; she might not even catch a glimpse of them. Patricia had barely escaped; her priority should be to rest and recover.

"Ms. Riddle, I must go," Patricia insisted, her eyes reddening with urgency, regretting leaving Charlie behind. She thought she should have let Ellar go alone and stayed to assist Charlie.

"I'll have Zane send people to look for him. Right now, you need to rest here, " Nicole commanded firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

After a moment of internal struggle, Patricia reluctantly agreed, "Okay."

Nicole looked thoughtful. Charlie's absence didn't necessarily mean trouble; perhaps, after making sure Patricia and Ellar were safe, he had found a way to get out of the situation.

She considered that if Charlie had fallen into Everett's hands, Everett would likely have already made contact. 'But why hasn't Charlie reached out to us? Could there be something preventing him?’

"Patricia, how are you?" The quiet ward was suddenly disturbed by the sound of the door opening, followed by Ellar being wheeled in by Emery.

"Why aren't you resting in your room?" Nicole frowned.

Ellar, more severely injured than Patricia, insisted on checking on her.

"He insisted on seeing Patricia," Lulu said, her tone conveying helplessness.

As they spoke, Ell ar had already approached the bedside, his voice filled with concern as he asked Patricia, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you should go and rest. Your injuries are worse than mine," Patricia urged Ellar, relieved to see his wounds were treated, emphasizing that he needed to rest now.

Ellar relaxed and smiled, saying, "I'm all right."

Patricia's eyes welled up seeing his carefree grin; it was this very person, fiercely determined to protect her, that deeply touched her heart.